Day 27 – Music

I scrolled through my podcast offerings needing an accompaniment for my walk.

A walk that would serve to settle me and unravel anxiety before I paint “live” a little later.

I chose music instead and I chose Sandra McCracken.

Her voice reminds me of the music my parents, especially my daddy loved.

She’s a little Loretta Lynn and a little bit Patsy Cline, softer versions of both and yet a voice that’s strong.

When you think of music, what are your memories?

When I hear Edwin McCain, I remember our wedding day. (Edwin McCain is so good in concert, btw).

When I remember my newfound strength as a single mother, it’s Sheryl Crow.

In my car is a burned CD compiled by my daughter. In sharpie letters, it’s marked, “Mama’s Michelob Mix”. Miranda Lambert type vibes when I needed to be a little more free.

If I hear James Taylor, I remember my son as a middle school baseball player. We were on a country road together and he sang along to “You’ve Got A Friend” with me.

Nowadays, I’m listening to Lauren Daigle, Chris Renzema and Steffany Gretzinger.

And Alison, always Alison Krauss.

Sing, it’s good for the soul.

Who needs more advice on being your best self anyway?

“Sing to him, sing praise to him; tell of all his wonderful acts.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭105‬:‭2‬ ‭NIV‬‬